Our no good very bad day

So I was supposed to have my wisdom teeth taken out today at 1:30. I show up this morning at 8:30 to tell the dr. what medication I am on and they had me wait 40 min. (telling me every 10 min that the doctor would be right there). I lost it sitting there thinking about all the needles, stitches and pain they were going to do on me. Wasn't must else to do sitting there waiting. So 40 min. rolls around and I'd already been to the bathroom once because I knew I was going to lose it and I told them that they could just give me my chart and I'd fill out the damn medication myself. As if by magic they find a form I can fill out to tell the doctor what medication I'm on and just leave him a note lovelySo then I go down to take my pregnancy test. I can't get my teeth pulled unless they know for sure I'm not pregnant. The lady that made my appointment said that it was for sure a pee test. Yeah last time they told me that it ended up being a blood draw. So I've been worrying about that for 40 min. before I even get down there and then I wait another 10 min when I get down there. I finally get this nice looking lady to come help me and I must have looked horrible because she asked if I was okay. I could barely manage to give her my id card before I said no. I tried really hard not to start crying, but it didn't work. She said that when I come for the blood draw... and that's all I heard because I was trying to hold back the vomit. She pat patted my hand and said it isn't today, today is a pee test. BUT if I DO have to have blood drawn to ask for her because she usually does the children and she'd be very very gentle with me and get me through it. I wrote her name down just in case I do need one while we're here.Anyway, took the cup and barely managed to pee because I haven't had anything to eat or drink all day long. I wasn't allowed because of my teeth. Put the cup in the little window and went on my merry little way. Managed to get home and I just sobbed uncontrolably in Cody's arms when I got here. I'm sure I scared him since he knew I was doing a pregnancy test today. Poor man probably thought I was pregnant. No, just a wuss that can't handle needles.So we spent this morning trying to keep me busy so I wouldn't think about food or needles. Got someone to watch Wes for half an hour before taking him to the daycare and got someone to pick up Zach from school. Went to the dental clinc and waited to be seen. And waited and waited. Oh I'm not the system? I have no appointment today even though I have this lovely pink slip that says I do? Yeah. They made the appointment and never wrote it down in the book So I starved all day for nothing. The doctor came out and said if he'd known sooner today that my appointment was today he'd have told the person that was in there already to reschedule, but they already had him hooked up to an IV and everything. I said that maybe someone should have come out to check the page when I was there this morning for 40 min. He kept saying "Well the thing is..." Ya know, the thing is you messed up. You scheduled me, you even remember me because of my needle phobia, you talked to my damn doctor and said he could pull out my toe nail while I was under and you don't have my appointment down today? How the hell does something like that happen.He said the soonest he could get me in was Oct 7. Great, because I leave Sept 30 so I'll be here He said Oh well we aren't supposed to operate 6 months before you leave. I said then why did you pull my husband's teeth a week and a half ago. He then said I could have it done in the states, but it would be around three thousand dollars. We have that type of money after all. He also said that since they aren't hurting... I interrupted and said they are and they have been for a couple weeks now, but since I thought they were being pulled I didn't call because the only thing that would fix it is him pulling them.So now I'm supposed to get them pulled on Friday morning, but I'm not supposed to leave until Oct 28. Which means no road trip with my dad, no seeing my mom for her birthday, no getting the house before our stuff gets there, no... well pretty much any planning Cody and I have done is out the window now. I was crying and shaking and just plain pissed off in his office. I didn’t take my medication so I had a horrid headache. Not eating or drinking didn’t help matters, plus the crying earlier and then the worry. We did a lot of running around and paperwork to get to this appointment today and I am beyond mad that it didn't happen. Then to be told he wouldn't have been able to do it anyway really pissed me off because he KNEW the day I was leaving before I even made the appointment. So if the whole 6 months thing was true he 1) should not have pulled cody's teeth and 2) should not have made the appointment to have mine pulled.Oh and the kicker? It apparently isn't safe to fly (but they couldn't tell me why), but it's okay for Cody to do pt. Cody said it feels like he is getting kicked in the face every time he is running and could he get a waiver? The doctor said you're only supposed to be down for 4 - 8 days so he didn't think he could do one. Okay so if you're only supposed to be down for 4 - 8 days then why can't I fly again?I think I'm going to go have a bottle of wine or two now and discuss our options with Cody and see how we're going to change our plans now. I'm so disappointed I can't do the road trip with my dad because I was really REALLY looking forward to it. I'm also upset that I'll miss my mom's bday yet again and I promised to take her out for dinner.